The third volume of Natasha Peterburgskaya's works consists of a collection of poems written only in the USA. As in the first and the second collections of poems, the third volume of poems begins with an ode to love for nature (chapter Leaf Fall), where golden autumn is consonant with the experience of the ageless soul of man, which, like nature, is eternal. Autumn is the author's favorite season and therefore the largest number of poems in the first three poetry volumes of Natasha Peterburgskaya's collected works are dedicated to the fall. The chapter Years Gone By tell of the sadness of time passing by, of the fact that the hands of the clock do not stop and shorten the allotted hours, about the fact that a woman's life is too short and that the constant companion of autumn is melancholy. Chapter The Soul Is Freezing is a continuation of the previous chapter, and again a heart-to-heart talk with oneself about the experiences, about the failed past, about the irretrievably lost years and about the sad female lot, which does not change, despite technical progress and female emancipation. Chapter The Fates of the Moment are short sketches of observations of a life lived; sad and cheerful, grievous and joyful, falling in love and disappointment. The chapter My Lilacs Have Bloomed is again about love, young and not so young, dramatic, unrequited, rarely mutual. The chapter Minutes of Inspiration is about the joy of creativity, about spiritual connection with nature and God, and about the fact that the past never leaves, fades and returns again and again, because memory is our heritage, which must be carried with honor. The presence of the chapter Children's World was no exception for the third volume. But here the children's world is already more mature, more modern, or something. Somehow the sincere children's delight has dulled, reflections have appeared and even the fairy tales have matured. The chapter It Seemed to Me begins with a poem dedicated to the great Russian writer of the 20th century Ivan Bunin. The author recalls Bunin's most remarkable stories in verse form and rhymes them in her favorite style of comparisons. And then again all about love, about tender and vulnerable feelings, about loyalty and betrayal and about a quick meeting with God. The chapter Thoughts Out Loud is a conversation about a dream that was never destined to come true; it's raining, the sky is grey and cloudy, there's a kind of gloomy hopelessness. And the poem Monologue, dedicated to Marina Tsvetaeva – her broken life, tragic death and worldwide recognition. And in conclusion, the chapter of Fantasy Taken to Heaven. A hymn to a new life, a holiday, Christmas Eve, a joyful New Year and then again sadness, memories and heavenly eternity, where there are snow-capped mountains, a hurricane wind and bitter tears about what is lost forever.